Amy and I moved from one house to another in late October. Since then, it has seemed that whenever I want a particular book I'm doomed to find that it is in an inaccessible box in the spare bedroom.

Today we finally got the office together, and books out of the inaccessible spots and onto shelves. Ella loved being around all the books, and she quickly dug into a pile of mine. I had to get a camera and record the event. She actually chose this book out of the pile, though I'm guessing it was because it was the biggest ... not because she had a question about how Philo might've used a particular word.